Arthur
"Arthur, Arthur, where are you?" asked a slow and familiar voice. "I'm here,"
shouted Arthur, "in this hole."
Henry the snail looked around, there were so many holes that he didn't know which one Arthur was in.
"Oh here I am, slow coach," shouted Arthur, popping his head out of one of the holes.
"Yes, so you are," replied Henry, moving slowly towards Arthur.
"What is it? I'm busy you know," said Arthur panting and puffing to catch his breath.
"Well," paused Henry . . .